Chapter 852: It's Over?

What is Raw? What is Death?

If Mu Yi is still vague and can't see the way of life, then the way of death, he has obviously experienced it more than once, and even if he can have today, he has relied on hovering on the edge of death again and again, and finally broke through.

So Mu Yi is no stranger to death, especially the shot of the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs of the Ghost Clan, which is like a reincarnation, from the brilliance of life to the end, and then reborn.

Gradually, a trace of realization rose in Mu Yi's heart, his body dried up little by little, wrinkles continued to increase on his face, and his eyebrows also changed from youth to prime of life, becoming more mature.

It's just that this is not the end, but the beginning, every breath in the outside world, for Mu Yi, it seems that he has experienced a year, or even a few years, his body is thinner, his wrinkles are deeper, and his appearance has begun to get older.

And his body also has a strong intent to die, just like the old man he saw before.

It's just that the other party seems to stop at that moment and can't move on, but Mu Yi didn't see half a moment of hesitation, time was still passing quickly on his body, and soon, his eyebrows and hair all became pale, and the clothes on his body were also loose, and that kind of death intention was like a dry corpse that had been dead for hundreds of years.

But on the contrary, his aura has obviously become more vast, and the small world is still swallowing the power of the forsaken land, and a mysterious transformation is taking place, and Mu Yi, the master, will naturally get greater benefits.

Dozens of breaths have passed, Mu Yi's hair and teeth have all fallen out, and the skin outside is dry like old bark, and exudes a strong dead atmosphere, making people feel that he is already a dead man at a glance.

On the contrary, his eyes, like the stars in the sky, became more and more dazzling.

At this time, Mu Yi is infinitely close to the quasi-emperor, and even only a line away, but it is this line that makes it difficult for him to cross over, and there seems to be something missing, which makes Mu Yi a little puzzled, he is confident that with his own accumulation and chance, it is by no means comparable to the ordinary quasi-emperor.

Even before he was quite confident in himself, but he didn't expect to be blocked out of the door in the end.

"What's the difference?" Mu Yi couldn't help but torture himself, this step is very important to him, and even related to how far he can go in the future, even if his strength is no less than that of the quasi-emperor before, but for him, it is far from enough, he must be stronger, surpass the old monsters such as the god operator, and even the Great Emperor, to a level that is enough to cut off the long river of time and space.

"Isn't the understanding of the way of death enough? No, if this is not enough, then the current quasi-emperor must at least be less than half. Mu Yi thought in his heart, at least he still has this confidence, after all, his experience is quite special, he passed the test of the human race demi-saint at the beginning, although the outside world has only been three days, but in fact, in that dark space, he has stayed for three years.

In those three years, even if Mu Yi successfully survived and let the realm break through first, he still had palpitations when he thought about it at this moment, but in those three years, Mu Yi wandered on the edge of life and death countless times, and that feeling of darkness and hopelessness also had a double effect on his comprehension of the way of death at the moment.

In addition, the seeds left by the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs of the Ghost Clan in his heart have been introduced by the Qi of Yin and Yang, and the small world is constantly providing strength, it stands to reason that the preparations are already so sufficient, and they should not fail.

But on the contrary, Muyi is a failure.

Of course, at this moment, it is far from a complete failure, because Mu Yi has not given up yet.

"Since it's not that the perception is not enough, what is the difference? If it's just in terms of strength, there is a supply from a small world, although it may be possible for me to become an emperor, but if it's just a quasi-emperor, it shouldn't be a problem. Mu Yi continued to think deeply, and he felt that as the torture deepened, he was about to grasp that key point.

"If the only thing that is different from ordinary quasi-emperors is the small world, is it because of the power of the small world? Small world? Strength? ”

Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning slashed into Mu Yi's heart, splitting all the layers of fog that shrouded him, and finally let him see the disharmony and the fundamental reason why he disappeared and couldn't take that step.

Mu Yi's small world is in a new state at the moment, so the power that the small world has poured into his body is also full of vitality, but now, the way of death that Mu Yi wants to comprehend is completely different from the power in his body.

It's just that because both belong to Mu Yi, there is no conflict, but that disharmony always exists, which is also the key to Mu Yi's failure to break through to the quasi-emperor.

When he understood this, Mu Yi naturally understood what to do, and as his mind moved, the small world stopped devouring the power of the Forsaken Land, slowly closed, and reintegrated into the deepest part of Mu Yi's body.

The moment the small world disappeared, the huge whirlpool above the head also collapsed, but the fluctuations caused by the agitation were still far away, it was the void, and there were also huge cracks in many places, pitch black, unfathomable.

It's just that before these cracks can show their might, they have been wiped out by the power of the Forsaken Land itself, but the price is that the Forsaken Land has also been damaged as a result, which is only insignificant in comparison, but if it accumulates over time, the consequences are still terrifying.

But all this has nothing to do with Mu Yi, when he understood the key, he chose the most correct way, but it was the soul flame at the foot of the mountain, his face was full of horror, and he didn't understand what Mu Yi was doing, but the power of that moment still deeply shocked him.

Without that endless power, Mu Yi grew older faster, and his originally bright eyes quickly dimmed until there was no trace of luster, and finally fell into an eternal and immovable silence.

Time finally stopped flowing in Mu Yi's body, and Mu Yi's whole person seemed to be really dead, even if the existence of the same realm stood in front of him, he also felt a trace of vitality in his body, and it seemed to be completely dead.

No one bothered, no one saw this scene, and the previous yin and yang qi re-condensed a black and white cocoon around him, wrapping Mu Yi tightly in it.

At this point, everything in the outside world no longer has anything to do with Mu Yi, he is like he is really dead, not only his body, but even his thinking and consciousness have all stopped, only in the deepest part of his body, a subtle point of light flickers lightly from time to time, as if reminding Mu Yi and telling him that everything is not really over.